Between Mia's skull that was sliced open by the slaughter knife,
flies lay eggs inside, the decay affecting the brain, suppressing the imposed "blood phobia."
Mia watched the figure in the center of the square, rubbing her temples, "Divinity... very weak, but it exists. I didn't expect the incident we accidentally got involved in would lead to encountering such a thing.
Generally speaking, this kind of thing only exists in dungeons, or even deeper corners.
Of course! This guy is just a fake, obtaining deep responses through this huge ritual, granting her weak divinity."
"Divinity?"
This was a concept realm Luo Di had never touched before. If he were to talk about divinity, the first thing he would think of was the Craft Avatar he had seen on a resort island.
The usually crazy Mia seemed somewhat professional at the moment, explaining:
"This is a very advanced form of fear expression, mastering fear to the extreme.
